thanks to the ending of the sem paper, i got to stay at home and laze around and watch some tv(ok, its watching tv for the whole day)
this is what i call the more retarded way of being alive.
haha.


the more retarded thing is or rather the more retarded people are the people who patronise my father's chicken rice-cum-duck rice-cum-pork rice-cum-wanton noodles-cum-duck noodles-cum-chicken noodles-cum-pork noodles stall today.


retarded no. 1 : old singh man

he came and order duck rice from me, and below is the scenerio of what actually happened.

singh: i want 1 duck rice, no babi (malay for pork), i dont want put babi, no babi put inside
(at this point of time, im already nodding my head to the extend its falling off, not to mention my ear drums are exploding thanks to his loud booming voice, and to think that he actually need to shout when im just standing beside him)
me: i know, ok.
singh: NO BABI!! dont put BABI inside the rice!! i dont want BABI!!!
me: ya, i know, duck rice.
singh: ya, duck rice, dont put babi inside, no babi with the duck, i dont want babi with the duck!
me: (exasperated and going to be deaf soon) YES!! I KNOW!!! DUCK RICE!!!
singh: ya, duck rice, no babi ar.

and there, after saying his 'final words' he leaves for his seat, but i have yet to ask him where his seat is, but i rather not and i was glad i didnt or else i would be in for another babi talk.



later in the afternoon came retarded no.2 : army recuit

this guy in army suit (i think he just got recuited coz he seem fresh out of camp) came to my father's stall (there's no need for me to list the food my father sells again since i've written almost the menu above) and the most unexpected thing came out of his mouth.

he said or rather asked, "you got sell fried fish?"

which was followed by a row of laughters (people in the coffeeshop) and my father replied,"you want then i fry for you loh, you want anything i also can fry for you loh"

my father's reply got a even louder response from the crowd in the coffeeshop, all of us were laughing our heads off. i dont know which nerve or screw of that retard's head got loose, but it definitely caused him not to think straight, how can a chicken rice stall sell fried fish??? that is so out of the menu!!! AND fish is seafood,it is not of the chicken rice genre, that's just so...ludicuous.

this goes to show, some people really do have a more retarded way of being alive. HA!

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